Missing the Shots (C.Giroux)

My name is Dylan Schenn. I am 23, and I have a twin, identical twin, Dani. We both have the biggest crush on Giroux, and our brothers might just get one of us with him.

"Brayden! Can you ask Luke to please stop just leaving his underwear on the floor?" I yell, from my master bedroom. I hear Brayden answer yes and I smile. I then grab my athletics bag, and put on my Nike Slides. I then grab my iPhone 5S and I take my car keys. "Dylan! Wait! I need a ride to the arena!" Dani yells, running down the stairs. "Fine!" I yell, walking out the front door, and out to my Ford F150. I know, what kind of girl drives a truck! Well I do! Dani hates my truck, she love her freaken camaro. She plays with my radio and finally decides on her phone playing through my speakers. She plays, love me again by John Newman. Its our favourite song. But since we are twins, everything is the same basically. Its just im more hyper and outgoing, and Dani is hyper but can be quiet and calm. Thats impossible with me, honestly.

We pull up and Dani runs out, I quickly follow and shove her away from the front door. She shoves me with her butt, and I shover her, she then tries to open the door and I slam it shut. We do this for about 10 minutes, till Claude shows up at the door. "Hey, Dylan, Dani. Are you two ok?" He asks. I nod and start blushing like mad. "So can you show me some of your new stretch?" Dani asks, walking with him to the locker room. Curse her little evil shared hockey loving mind. She actually plays for the Flyers. I'm the athletic trainer. People(Pens) call me a slut, well all except Beau and Sid, and James, and Flower. But really, I didn't sign up to be with how many freaken hockey stars. Excuse me, people! I let my brothers help find me a job, and I wasn't gonna stop them. Im getting paid arent I?

I walk into the locker room, and into my very small office. Giroux walks in and leans against the wall. "Whats up?" I ask, sitting down, and reading reports. "I just thought we could maybe go out?" He asks, walking towards me now. He has his hands on my desk, and his face close to mine. "Um, sure." I laugh, he then presses his lips to mine. I pull away as I hear a cough. Its my brother, Luke. "Done being busy?" Luke asks, shoving Giroux out of my office. "Luke! WTF! Get out!" I yell, pointi and standing up. Luke nods and leaves looking pissed. I could care less.